War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

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quiet.

Dead silence.

In such a huge arena, there was no sound.

Everyone's eyes converged on the same place, the auditorium to the south.

There, an old man fell in a pool of blood, completely silent.

"what happened?"

Many people did not see clearly what happened.

Only some people in the south auditorium knew the ins and outs of the matter.

"Squeak~~"

The golden figure slowly descended and landed on Duan Lingtian's shoulder.

It is the little golden mouse!

Now, the little golden mouse is holding a pocket spirit sword in his hand, with drops of blood dripping from it, dazzling and eye-catching.

hiss! hiss! hiss! hiss! hiss!

...

A group of people in the south auditorium couldn't help but gasp.

It was this little golden mouse that killed the old man just now?

Before that, they saw that the crazy boy 'Luo Zhan' who was sitting in the front auditorium had clashed with the killed old man.

At that time, the old man displayed the cultivation base of the 'ninth level of the Void Peeping Realm'.

At that time, they knew that the old man was from the 'Sheng Wang Mansion'.

And the young man in brocade clothes next to the old man is the young prince 'Zhang Heng' of the Prince Sheng's Mansion.

Just now, the scene where Duan Lingtian made a sudden move, grabbed Zhang Heng's neck, and lifted Zhang Heng up, had made them stunned for a while.

Later, they found out that Duan Lingtian made the move because Zhang Heng insulted the slave in the death match.

Duan Lingtian seemed to know that slave.

Moreover, judging by Duan Lingtian's current gaffe, the relationship between that slave and him is obviously not shallow.

The most unbelievable thing for them was the death of the old man in Shengwang's mansion.

Duan Lingtian shouted violently.

Immediately afterwards, the old man died.

"What kind of monster is this?"

"It's terrible! I didn't see clearly how many phantoms of ancient giant elephants condensed on the void at the moment it made a move..."

"It was shot too fast, and I didn't see it clearly."

"I never expected that such a harmless little golden mouse would have such terrifying strength."

"This little golden mouse is obviously a powerful monster! It may even be a 'Void-Entering Monster Beast'!"

...

In the south auditorium. A stone stirred up a thousand layers of waves, completely commotion.

And the saying that Duan Lingtian had a "Void-Entering Monster Beast" by his side also spread throughout the Prison Arena.

For a moment, most people looked at Duan Lingtian, full of awe.

"You...you...you dare to kill Ping Lao..."

A hoarse voice came from Zhang Heng who was lifted by Duan Lingtian's neck.

"Say one more word. I'll kill you too!"

Duan Lingtian's red eyes stared at Zhang Heng. Let Zhang Heng shut his mouth honestly, with a bit of horror on his face.

At this time, Duan Lingtian, the headband with his long hair, broke at some point.

The long hair is fluttering, and there is no wind.

Standing there, people bring an invisible sense of oppression to others.

"waste!"

Duan Lingtian looked at Zhang Heng, and spat out two words in disdain.

Immediately afterwards, with a strong hand, Zhang Heng was thrown out.

boom!

Zhang Heng fell to the ground in embarrassment. I fell and ate shit.

"you you!!"

Zhang Heng struggled to stand up, his eyes were red with anger, but he didn't dare to say anything more, he stepped up in a hurry and left the auditorium.

I don't know where to go.

Duan Lingtian didn't bother to pay attention to him, and took the little golden mouse, step by step towards the 'Prisoner Arena'.

now. The gazes of most people present were focused on Duan Lingtian, following Duan Lingtian's movement step by step...

Duan Lingtian seemed to be possessed by a demon.

"Follow up and have a look!"

Luo Zhan and Chen Shaoshuai looked at each other, and followed them worriedly.

After a while, Duan Lingtian came outside the huge iron cage of Prison Arena.

"Open!"

Duan Lingtian's cold gaze. It fell on the staff responsible for opening the iron cage not far away.

However, although the staff member was afraid of Duan Lingtian, he didn't dare to act rashly.

Because he knew that if he opened the iron cage privately, he would not escape the punishment of Prisoner Arena.

"Xiao Jin!"

Duan Lingtian's face darkened slightly, and he gave a cold drink.

With this cold shout, the face of the prisoner arena staff changed drastically.

Just now. Duan Lingtian called this 'name' just before the old man from the Prince Sheng's Mansion died.

He was in charge of opening the iron cage on the south side of the auditorium, and he could clearly see the scene just now.

call out!

The little golden mouse on Duan Lingtian's shoulder moved.

An incomparably swift sword light passed by, and the little golden mouse froze.

On the other hand, looking at the iron cage in front of Duan Lingtian, a 'door' was abruptly cut open, allowing Duan Lingtian to enter and exit.

Although the iron cage covering the Prison Arena is made of 'thousand-year black iron', it can imprison Void Void Realm warriors and monsters who have no spiritual weapons to rely on.

But once the Void Void Realm fighters and monsters use their spiritual weapons, they can also destroy the iron cage made of 'thousand-year black iron'.

In the quiet Prison Arena, only the sound of Duan Lingtian's footsteps can be heard at this moment.

Heavy steps, step by step into the arena.

In the prison arena, the disheveled slave's eyes fell on Duan Lingtian.

Although his face under the disheveled hair was a bit dirty, it could hardly conceal his heroic spirit.

The slave stood there, faintly revealing a trace of extraordinary temperament.

This slave of the 'National Infant Realm Seventh Level' obviously came from an extraordinary background.

Finally, the slave opened his mouth and spoke.

"Duan... Junior Brother Duan Lingtian."

The slave's voice was hoarse and excited.

"Brother Zheng Song!"

Duan Lingtian stepped forward in two or three steps, opened his hands, and embraced the slave, his eyes were red.

Zheng Song!

That's right.

The slave standing in front of Duan Lingtian is not someone else.

It is the son of the former Seven Star Sword Sect's Kaiyang Peak master 'Zheng Fan', and the inner disciple 'Zheng Song' who has a good relationship with Duan Lingtian!

"……well."

Zheng Song hugged Duan Lingtian tightly, his body trembling violently, his excitement was inexplicable.

"Brother Zheng Song, you are not dead, you are not dead!"

Duan Lingtian's voice was full of excitement.

At this time, Luo Zhan and Chen Shaoshuai who followed probably guessed Zheng Song's identity.

A person who can be called a "senior brother" by Duan Lingtian. Ten out of ten is the former disciple of the Seven Star Sword Sect.

Moreover, judging by the temperament of this 'Zheng Song', it is obvious that he came from a good background.

"That slave, Junior Brother Duan Lingtian?"

"Duan Lingtian, call him Senior Brother?"

At this time, some of the more advanced audience members in the auditorium heard the conversation between Duan Lingtian and Zheng Song.

"No wonder Duan Lingtian is so angry. It turns out that this slave is his senior brother!"

"It seems that the slave was a disciple of the Seven Star Sword Sect."

...

soon. Many people guessed Zheng Song's origin.

"Brother Zheng Song, let's go, I'll take you to find a place to freshen up and change your clothes."

Duan Lingtian grabbed Zheng Song's hand and wanted to take him away.

Zheng Song, the son of 'Zheng Fan', the leader of Kaiyang Peak.

In the past, he was helped a lot.

Zheng Fan also gave him a lot of help, especially when the Seven Star Sword Sect fell. She tried her best to protect him from leaving.

He will never forget this friendship.

Today, seeing that Zheng Song was not dead, he was inexplicably excited.

"Junior Brother Duan Lingtian...I...I'm just a slave right now."

With a bitter expression on Zheng Song's face, he said slowly: "This Prisoner's Arena is an property under the name of the Prince Sheng's Mansion, and it is inextricably related to the royal family of the Qinglin Empire...you. Don't offend the Prince Sheng's Mansion for me. "

"I've already committed a crime just now...it doesn't matter."

Duan Lingtian shrugged, with a look of indifference, he pulled Zheng Song around and prepared to leave.

"Duan! Ling! God!"

Finally, above the prison arena, the old man in charge of hosting the prison came back to his senses. Sternly drink to stop Duan Lingtian.

Duan Lingtian looked up at the old man with calm eyes, "Senior, this is my brother, a disciple of the Seven Star Sword Sect... Today, I want to take him away, you shouldn't stop me, right?"

"presumptuous!"

The old man said coldly: "Duan Lingtian. Where do you think we are in the arena? I don't care what his identity was before, but since he has become a slave of our arena, he is a prisoner in life and a prisoner in death." The ghost of the arena!"

"Just now, you killed the priest of our Shengwang Mansion, and someone from our Shengwang Mansion came to you to ask for an explanation... But at this moment, you want to take away the slaves from our Prison Arena, but there is no way!"

Between the words of the old man, the energy on his body was raging.

A terrifying momentum swept through.

Wow!

In the void above the old man's head, two huge figures formed together and meandered down.

It is the phantoms of two ancient horned dragons.

"Entering the Void Realm Level 1!"

Immediately, the faces of Luo Zhan and Chen Shaoshuai who came in behind Duan Lingtian changed drastically.

They didn't expect it.

This old man in charge of presiding over prison fights has such terrifying strength.

'Ninth level of the Void-seeing Realm' and 'First Level of the Void-Entering Realm' are only one step away.

But in terms of strength, it is a world of difference!

In the first level of the Void Realm, compared with the ninth level of the Void Peeping Realm, apart from a qualitative change in one's vitality, one hundred percent comprehends the 'Artistic Conception'.

Artistic conception is the extension and transformation of "potential", which is not comparable to "potential".

Even if it is the highest realm of 'power', that 'difficult power' is only comparable to the power of two thousand ancient giant elephants...

And even the lowest level of 'Artistic Conception', that 'Level 1 Artistic Conception', is comparable to the power of an ancient horned dragon!

The power of a horned dragon is the power of ten thousand ancient giant elephants!

The first level of artistic conception is several times stronger than the 'momentum of subtlety'.

In the Prison Arena, the atmosphere was tense and explosive.

"Junior Brother Duan Lingtian, let's go... The current you are no match for Prison Arena or Shengwang Mansion."

Zheng Song smiled wryly.

Although he really wanted to leave, he really wanted to get rid of the current life that was worse than death.

But if it hurts Duan Lingtian.

He would rather keep the status quo.

"Senior brother Zheng Song, today, I will take you away no matter what... No matter who it is, don't try to stop me! Anyone who stops me will die."

Duan Lingtian's eyes turned cold, and he said coldly.

Duan Lingtian's voice was not small, reaching the ears of everyone present.

This overbearing sentence made many people's blood boil...

This is the real iron-blooded man!

The pride is dry!

And at this moment, the old man on Prison Arena hadn't had time to speak.

"What a breath!"

A cold drink full of anger passed down from a high altitude in the distance. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)